Archive for July, 2010

Here’s a rather fun dispute between people who have like-mindedly disavowed belief systems whether or not to be a dick about it. The comments section is more fun than the post that started it off.

So what’s a Seth to do in a world so divided among like minds? I’m already convinced there is nothing supernatural, that religion is at best entertainment and at worst the same kind of crap teams of nasty people are made of. Should I be nice about it or what?

Me? I take it on a case by case basis. The louder and more sensational an announcement the quicker I am to ridicule. Billboards, bumper stickers, and TV ads piss me off because they promote religion without a conversation, without human to human interaction. I have been a believer and I have friends of a diversity of types. Since most of the time religion isn’t the purpose of hanging out, in those cases, their beliefs become benign. Disputing evolution is idiotic, but if the peer is a computer scientist, then the opinion is irrelevant.

And besides, I’ve got my own favorite fish to fry. Let’s talk about sex, baby. Let’s talk about something that is typically fun for everyone that got turned into a morality choice, a vulnerability, a social statement and more. Some people think chastity is a virtue. Also, there is homophobia. Women have to worry about predators (we all do, but this is a common concern). Then there are diseases. Monogamy is the right relationship pattern especially for those of us who want votes. And all of this stuff gets in the way of our ability to take situations a case at a time and to mix our safety features with living in the moment. The best sex happens when we feel like it after all. And blah blah blah fucking.

So you have people preparing for the return of god. You have suicide bombers and some of the hottest women around dressed the most discretely (muslim ladies). I don’t have time to focus on religion and change the world because I’m on a perv mission. Quit trying to distract me.

Hypnotize my women and feed them to the fishes.
Oh no, that was misogynist please oh please still be interested.
And all you little children comprehending all my syllables
Keep in mind the tone of jest and don’t do something so insensible.

I’ve been taken away by the crazy train
Rolling off the rails yet
staying out of jail but
One day I could fail and
then I’ll be okay because when in Rome
I’ll make it home
I’ll top as often as I’m owned.

Life is a game.
We play it all the same.
It’s as important as we get
but it changes everyday.

So me I take my wishes
Feed them to the fishes
Sushi is delicious
And I like the fancy dishes.

I used to think you had
layers like an onion.
Now you just piss me off
Fuck your opinion.

I don’t even wanna hang out
If you pay for lunch, honey
Complication fixed with a
Fuck your opinion.

Somewhere how we talked got all complicated
We can’t just speak aloud. So much time is wasted.
Somehow, where we’re at doesn’t get the right reception
Wait it out. Wait it out. Give it time for reconnection.

I used to think you had
jokes that were funny
Now it’s just racist
Fuck your opinion

I used to think morals
Had to come from something
Now I’ve had some time to think
Fuck your opinion.

You’re important to me
but what’s important to you.
We got a lot of constraints
but it’s important to choose.

Sometimes, you should be first.
Sometimes, we just cruise.
But maybe I’m losing out
as I leave out paying my dues.

You alarm, I hit snooze
Click away at the clues
I got a lot of puzzle pieces
Like the one that Bean chewed

And they don’t fit together
as I would have mused
I expect expectations
have been knocking us loose.

And I must complain
I’m disillusioned as well
Nobody feels supportive
and I almost just fell
but I’ve got three legs to balance
Don’t you ever tell.
Can I really help it
if you get me to swell.

You’re more than a laundry washing,
sex machine, convenience offering.
I took a stab at a team pulling me
Quite came close to toppling.
I want it all built up so high
You’ll need a helicopter and
Then a satellite to see
All that I’m prospecting.
I’m not getting what you need
But I am not stopping.
You’ll be important to me
Until I’m in my coffin.